Classic Rock Kama Sutra: 18 Songs That Taught Us Everything We Needed To Know About Sex

Sex. Rock n’ roll bands have been singing about it since the beginning, when the term “rocking and rolling” was an actual euphemism for the act of, in Shakespeare’s words, “making the beast with two backs.” There’s no shortage of classic rock songs specifically about having sex, from Led Zeppelin’s “Whole Lotta Love” to AC/DC’s “You Shook Me All Night Long” (actually there are very few Led Zeppelin or AC/DC songs that aren’t specifically about having sex). Without getting too graphic however, there are many different ways one can have sex besides the good old fashioned way we all know and love. Rock n’ roll being an innately rebellious form of musical expression has never shied away from talking about these…alternate means of getting one’s rocks off, as The Rolling Stones might say. And fans have thrilled for years to the more risqué songs in the classic rock canon. One might even say they’re educational as the usual discussion of “The birds and the bees” seldom covers the same sexual ground as your average Kiss or Lou Reed song, if you know what I’m saying. In order to make things easy for you, we’ve broken them down into different erotic topics so check out 18 classic rock anthems that taught us there was more than one way to have fun in the bedroom.

Mary, Mary you’re the one for me And the way you hum Sting me like a bumble bee I’ll be round to see you ’bout ‘Bout half past ten Ain’t felt this good Since I don’t know when You got the touch that I need so much In your finger tips I got the honey that ya love to taste On those lovely lips

Sweet Nancy was so fancy To get into her pants We had to be the aristocracy The members that she toyed with At her city club Were something in diplomacy So we put her on the hit list Of a common cunning linguist A master of many tongues And now she eases gently From her Austin to her Bentley Suddenly she feels so young

Well I’m not the world’s most physical guy But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine Oh my Lola la-la-la-la Lola Well I’m not dumb but I can’t understand Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man Oh my Lola la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola

We’ll jog with show folk on the sand Drink kirschwasser from a shell San Francisco Show and Tell Well I should know by now that it’s just a spasm Like a Sunday in T.J. That it’s cheap but it’s not free That I’m not what I used to be And that love’s not a game for three

Four young chiquitas in Omaha Waitin’ for the band to return from the show Feelin’ good, feelin’ right, it’s Saturday night The hotel detective, he was outta sight Now these fine ladies, they had a plan They was out to meet the boys in the band They said, “Come on dudes, let’s get it on” And we proceeded to tear that hotel down

Say you’re gonna leave me ‘Cause I only tie you up I always loved you tender But you only like it rough Woman bound for glory Why you’re leavin’ me again? Gonna pack your bags And leave this house of pain